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Oct 2016
I found a great person.
I realized that there's not much anyone knows about him.
He's not mysterious or anything.
I think it's just that not many people care to look.

I'm not saying he's nothing to look at.
But I guess when it comes down to it,
He's just easy to read.
Easy to hear his thoughts.

I wonder if he knows that the people he cares about don't really care about him the same way?
It's not reciprocate love.
Platonic sometimes, others not.

Something tells me that he doesn't care how they feel.
He would love them anyways.
That's not the point of love.
You don't love to be loved back.

You love because . . .
Well. . .
because you love.
That's what love is.
I still wish they'd love me.
Michael Thomas Chavez II
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Michael Thomas Chavez II  Tempe AZ
(Tempe AZ)   
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